Chapter 43

“Don’t stop,” Gerry gasped when the man pulled off, but the man’s intentions to do nothing of the sort became more than obvious when he lowered his mouth to Gerry’s balls. He sucked one and then the other, and when he started stroking Gerry in time to the movement of Gerry’s hips, Gerry realized the man had slipped off his glove. His grip was perfect, his slide enhanced by the spit he’d left behind, and the feel of skin over skin was so much sweeter than the cotton glove had been. The man’s tongue followed his hand’s retreat, and then his mouth was all over Gerry’s cock again. The wet suckles were louder than they should have allowed them to get have for such a quiet space, but neither of them seemed to care.

“All the way,” Gerry begged. “Fuck, yes, take me all the way.”

The plea didn’t go ignored. The man swallowed Gerry’s entire cock, sucked on Gerry with enough force to make Gerry growl, and then began bobbing up and down with furious speed.